Flores Para Los Muertos
*Dedicated to my high school batchmates who have gone ahead to prepare for our ultimate reunion.* I've long been intending to write something about my high school classmates. I wanted to express my heartfelt thanks to them for some of the best moments of my life. I wanted to tell them how grateful I am for the gift of friendship they have given me, and how unbeknown to them they have contributed to the person I now am. For most of them, I can do that anytime I want to. I can do that whenever I meet with them in small unplanned reunions, in big organized school homecomings and yes, during coordinated and deliberate projects such as medical missions and the like. After all, they are just a phone call, an email, or a text message away. After all, they are still with me in the world of the living. But there are those who have gone ahead to the final homecoming. Some in the prime of their youth, others in the peak of their adulthood. They are those I wish to give tribute to...